Lin Qiye and Jialan walked out of Yaochi side by side.
The freezing wind and snow brushed across Jialan's cheeks, yet it could not extinguish that flush of red. Recalling the Celestial Venerable's words just now, she felt an indescribable emotion in her heart.
She secretly glanced at Lin Qiye beside her. He looked as though nothing had happened, sometimes relaxing his brow, sometimes lowering his head in thought. He was probably pondering profound, complicated matters like causality and time again.
The less Lin Qiye seemed to care, the more tangled she felt. Finally, she steeled herself and gathered the courage to speak. "Um..."
"What is it?"
Lin Qiye came back to his senses and turned toward her, concern showing in his eyes.
The moment her eyes met Lin Qiye's, Jialan's heart skipped a beat. For a moment, she could not get the words at her lips out... and the blush on her face only deepened.
Seeing the unnatural redness on Jialan's cheeks, Lin Qiye frowned slightly. He glanced at the snow-filled sky, then directly removed his azure robe and draped it over her shoulders.
Feeling the warmth in Lin Qiye's palm, Jialan's heart began to race even faster.
"No... I'm not cold!"
"Not cold? Then why is your face frozen so red?"
Jialan: o(╥﹏╥)o
Jialan took a deep breath. "The Celestial Venerable said just now... he said that we were... a perfect match?"
"Yeah, he did." Lin Qiye blinked. "Why? Don't you think so?"
At the latter half of that sentence, Jialan's face instantly reddened again like a little furnace. She had never expected Lin Qiye to admit it so directly. The words hit her right in the face, leaving her flustered and at a loss.
"No... what he meant by a perfect match... I... I didn't say I